Love=sand

finalhero

love to me is like sand

i hold it in my hands

and the wind blows it away

before i find any words to say

no matter how well i build it up

it always falls back down

no matter what shape i make

it alway's turns into a mistake

so even if i hold on to the sands

i know it will eventurally slip through my hands

  • Author: finalhero (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 2nd, 2010 13:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: Love is difficult and fragile but try to hold on as best you can
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 27
  • User favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy.
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Comments1

  • Cheeky Missy

    Wow. You described a type of love well! We can give it freely, but oh I hope you're wrong that we cannot ever retain it....perhaps the trying kills it? I loved your use of end-rhyming.



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